Six months into living together, his daily calls for his mother’s approval are changing how I feel about him.

Ten months into a happy relationship, our friends keep revisiting the night I denied liking her. Now I’m considering a message to the group chat.

He’s affectionate, available and planning a trip with me. He’s also married—and I’m starting to imagine a future we haven’t discussed.

I was told passion was attractive. At 29, I’m wondering whether that advice still applies when my passion is gaming.

She leans on my shoulder, asks about my type, and says she’s single. The man visiting several times a week makes it harder to know what that means.

We’re both 18, we barely talk, and the eye contact could mean everything—or absolutely nothing. I want him to notice without making the group awkward.

I wanted to join my boyfriend and his friend at a bar. He thought my quiet personality meant he would have to look after me.

His easygoing manner felt like a relief after a controlling relationship. Then came a pizza order—and an unexpected breakup with little explanation.